Storm of Gods

Chapter 107 Buy one get one free
Following a sudden turn of events, the Iron Blood Order Academy demonstrated its formidable strength, winning three consecutive matches. As the captain, Kars displayed absolute dominance, severely damaging his opponents.

In formal battles at the Order of the Knights, life and death are irrelevant, but intentional killing is not allowed. This is a convention of the Order of the Knights, and its essential rule originates from the spirit of chivalry. As for the severity of the injury, it is not taken into consideration.

Ironblood's victory was expected. The real highlight was in the afternoon. The scorching sun seemed to ignite everyone's enthusiasm, and the atmosphere at the scene was deafening, with a cacophony of voices outside.

Recently, Tianjing has been dealing with too many troubles and desperately needs a victory. Moreover, their opponent is the prestigious Saint Ze Academy from Montaletta. Everyone is very nervous because they know the level of their own academy. So far, they have only performed moderately well. The two new generation geniuses, Luo Xue and Zhao Qing, have given everyone hope.

There were quite a few students from the Tianjing Academy who were able to attend, and they roared with all their might to cheer on their academy.

In the first vanguard battle, Tianjing sent its vice-captain Zhao Qing as its vanguard. The Zhao family had cultivated a strong presence in Tianjing for many years and still had a considerable number of supporters. In particular, since the Four Nations Tournament was initiated by the Zhao family, the audience naturally had to give them face. Zhao Qing's cheers were deafening, which made Zhao Xun feel especially proud.

Although Luo Xue was a genius in the Academy, Zhao Qing was clearly more famous. Many people thought he was the captain. Coming to the field and enjoying the cheers, Zhao Qing felt extremely happy. This feeling was really fascinating. If he hadn't been away in Longjing for more than a year, Luo Xue wouldn't have been able to steal his home. Now he was going to take back everything he had lost.

Watching Zhao Qing turn around and salute the entire audience, Simmons felt that 200 Hextech Demon-Sealing Spears were too few. He hadn't expected such a scale before coming. After arriving, he didn't have any other ideas because of Li Xin's presence. He had to accept this trip. He summarized a survival rule for the secret fortress: stay away from high-level sequences as much as possible.

Simmons gripped his greatsword, while Zhao Qing drew his noble longsword. The two bowed to each other, and for a moment, the entire arena held its breath in anticipation. The first half was merely for entertainment, but this half concerned the honor of their city and even the entire Lilong Kingdom. Everyone was on tenterhooks for Zhao Qing.

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The silver and gold-trimmed retro knight outfit really enhanced Zhao Qing's looks, and with the added filter of being from the same clan, he was just as good-looking as Simmons. Ta-da!

The longsword unleashed a furious barrage of attacks on Simmons, its swordsmanship incredibly sharp. Psionic energy flowed from the longsword, radiating chilling energy. Simmons' greatsword appeared somewhat clumsy. However, after a period of defense, Simmons' greatsword finally found an opening, violently sweeping away Zhao Qing's attacks and launching a counterattack. The ferocious sweeping attack, combined with surging psionic energy, showcased Montaleta's powerful greatsword skills.

Boom boom boom boom...

The fierce greatsword hurtled towards Zhao Qing with unstoppable force, but Zhao Qing also made full use of his agile footwork, his body retreating in rhythm with the greatsword's movement. As he dodged one attack, he suddenly cut in, closing the distance and thrusting his longsword at Simmons. Simmons was startled; the greatsword's weight made it too late to pull back. He simply used a backflip to dodge the fatal blow, his body violently leaning back. At this moment, Zhao Qing seized the opening and kicked Simmons in the chest. Simmons fell to the ground with a cry and quickly retreated, but how could Zhao Qing miss this opportunity? With a sudden lunge, he arrived first, his longsword already at Simmons' shoulder.

Zhao Qingping took a deep breath, while Simmons remained expressionless, his fingers deflecting the other's sword; his mission was complete.

After a few seconds of silence, the Arena of Justice erupted in unprecedented cheers. People couldn't believe that Zhao Qing had actually defeated Simmons, a terrifyingly powerful figure who ranked among the top in the Dao Yuan Continent's Order Academy system. From trepidation to anticipation to realization, Moncaleta's heavy sword was indeed countered by Li Long's longsword. The longsword is truly the king of weapons.

The crowd was so greatly satisfied that they erupted with intense emotions.

The martial arts-loving Lilong people went crazy, and at this moment, Zhao Qing also bowed with one hand holding his sword. Simmons on the other side hastily finished his business and left. Although it was an act, it was still embarrassing! Zhao Qing did not leave, but accepted the cheers of the audience. All the planning beforehand was for this moment. From the appearance to the angle, he was best at showing off. The simultaneous display of power and elegance would create admiration. This battle alone won him a considerable number of supporters.

On stage, everyone was laughing and joking with great enthusiasm, while the tough guys wore sneers. Simmons was really dedicated, but Katz also knew that this was the best choice, because this was a match with no glory to speak of, and even on this scale, it would not bring any glory to the winner.

Next up was Lu Shuai. Because of Li Xin and Hao Ye's absence, the last spot for the main selection fell to him. No matter what, he carried the aura of the Luther family, so it was only right and proper to give him a chance. As expected, when Lu Shuai appeared, the audience did not hold back their applause. Even the nobles were discussing it, and the guests from Longjing also showed him some respect.

Of course, Lu Shuai's nervousness was beyond words. He was supported not by Luo Xue, but by Zhao Qing. Lu Shuai was still very clear-headed and knew that Zhao Qing had ill intentions and wanted him to go up and exchange cards. But as a soldier, he had no room to back down, and besides, this was an opportunity.

Lu Shuai's opponent was Barakli, a heavily armored knight wielding a large shield and a heavy axe. Lu Shuai, on the other hand, carried a longsword and a Hextech Demon-Sealing Spear. Barakli launched his attack, charging towards Lu Shuai like a ferocious beast. Lu Shuai fired his Demon-Sealing Spear to block, but the opponent's large shield easily withstood the attack, allowing him to charge towards Lu Shuai almost unimpeded. Lu Shuai fired as he ran, both to calm himself and to give himself a buffer, and also to lower the opponent's morale. He understood his own strengths and weaknesses, constantly circling and stalling. He had indeed prepared plenty of bullets, and his reloading was incredibly smooth.

If he were to confront Barakli head-on, he could fly—the kind of flight that actually takes off from the spot.

Barakley wasn't stupid either. He saw through the opponent's tactics and began to steadily control the space, pressuring Lu Shuai to reduce the possibility of him circling around. Barakley's burst speed was not slow, while Lu Shuai started shooting at his feet, which immediately hindered Barakley's advance. Lu Shuai had a flash of inspiration and came up with a plan. Barakley maintained the pressure and gradually forced Lu Shuai to the edge. At the same time, Lu Shuai had run out of bullets.

There was neither space nor time to reload. Barakley threw his large shield and charged towards Lu Shuai, who followed suit. Just as they were about to face each other head-on, Lu Shuai suddenly slid forward, his longsword slashing towards Barakley's groin. The move was quite intimidating. Barakley immediately used his battle axe to defend, but at that moment, Lu Shuai braced himself with his left hand, his longsword tapping the battle axe, and with a burst of psionic energy, he spun around and kicked out, thud thud thud thud thud…

The frenzied kicks struck, and the moment they made contact, Lu Shuai felt his mind go blank and a certain string in his body snap. He couldn't believe he had actually hit anyone, and instinctively used every ounce of strength he had. Barakley didn't have time to turn around before being hit, taking all the attacks. At that moment, the entire stadium erupted in gasps of surprise.

Boom boom boom...

...It was just a slight sway??

Barakli's eyes widened, then suddenly his body jolted, and he was sent flying out of the arena with a whoosh...

Hit the ground hard.

Simmons in the player area breathed a sigh of relief. This match was a free win for Li Xin. He knew from their interactions over the past few days that Lu Shuai and Li Xin had a very good relationship. Since he was going to lose anyway, one more game wouldn't make a difference.

(End of this chapter)